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Gu Song Zi resolved to obtain this Cultivation Technique no matter the cost.

Patriarch Xuan Tian's Earth Vein Technique is just a Third-Level Cultivation Technique, yet it has made him the Sect Master of Xuantian Sect, making him a revered figure throughout Yannan.

Gu Song Zi followed Patriarch Xuan Tian for many years, only acquiring an incomplete First-Level Cultivation Art.

Patriarch Xuan Tian's Inner Sect Heart Method was never disclosed, leaving Gu Song Zi with inevitable resentment.

But now, this was the perfect opportunity!

Everyone was like Gu Song Zi, staring at the safe on the auction platform, eyes red and breathless.

Xue Mingtai sighed deeply: "Let's go, there's no need to watch anymore."

Xue Mingtai was extremely frustrated.

If it weren't for Gu Song Zi tricking him out of 1.4 billion, he might have had a chance to snatch this Second-Level Cultivation Technique.

Now there's no hope at all, sitting here only increases the heartache.

Fan Yi silently followed Xue Mingtai, and the two headed toward the exit.

Just then, a figure flashed at the door and someone blocked Xue Mingtai and Fan Yi.

Fan Yi looked and immediately cried out in surprise, "Brother Fei, you're here?"

The person reached out to embrace Xue Mingtai, and beside Xue Mingtai's ear was Yang Fei's familiar yet strange mischievous laugh.

"Ming Tai, I'm back, these years have been hard on you."

Xue Mingtai's Qi Cultivation Skills were superb; even if the sky were falling, he would only smile calmly.

But at this moment, Xue Mingtai's face changed dramatically, his mind struck by a massive shock.

"You... are you Brother Fei?"

Xue Mingtai had probably never been so impolite in his life.

Though he clearly saw Yang Fei's face, he couldn't help but ask again.

Yang Fei chuckled, rarely seeing Xue Mingtai so dumbfounded.

"It's truly me, Yang Fei, I'm back."

Xue Mingtai felt all the strength in his body retreat like a tide, leaving nothing behind.

He wasn't skilled in management, but since Yang Fei left, he had to step up and lead.

These years, Xue Mingtai poured his blood, desperately supporting everything, just not to betray Yang Fei's trust.

At this moment, seeing Yang Fei, he felt the massive burden lift away, his body light as air, ready to soar.

After a long pause, Xue Mingtai gave Yang Fei a bear hug, holding him close.

Yang Fei's heart was filled with emotion.

This worldly prince, originally living a life akin to an immortal, now burdened with the mundane tasks of Yinxue Tower because of Yang Fei's entrustment.

This display of brotherly loyalty was no less than that of Mad Blade or Fan Yi.

Seeing Yang Fei, Xue Mingtai naturally felt a surge of guilt.

Over the years, under the pressure and exploitation of Xuantian Sect, Yinxue Tower's wealth and assets dwindled day by day.

Countless followers left disappointed, most joining other Sects.

A once prominent martial arts orthodox tradition, now reduced to such a desolate state after ten years, left Xue Mingtai feeling guilty towards Yang Fei.

Moreover, just earlier, Xue Mingtai was duped by a villain, unnecessarily losing 1.4 billion.

Xue Mingtai decided to stay, clinging to Yang Fei alongside Fan Yi, retreating to a corner of the hall.

Everyone briefly recounted their experiences of the past years.

At the end, Xue Mingtai helplessly sighed, saddened.

"I'm truly not a skilled manager, and just now I fell into a villain's trap, spending 1.4 billion on a broken Cultivation Technique."

Yang Fei understood Xue Mingtai's frustration and patted his shoulder, smiling lightly.

"A gentleman can be deceived honestly, Ming Tai, your kind nature was preyed upon by these scoundrels' scheme, it's nothing surprising."

Yang Fei chuckled, his face full of mischievous cunning.

"Don't worry, whatever method they used to trick you, I'll make them return it double."

Xue Mingtai blinked, unclear of Yang Fei's meaning.

Yang Fei refused to explain further, patting Xue Mingtai's shoulder.

"The show is just getting started, you'll understand soon."

At this moment, the auction of the Second-Level Cultivation Method was reaching fever pitch.

This Second-Level Cultivation Method was not an incomplete edition; it could fully support a Cultivation Sect or a century-old family.

All present were connoisseurs, their eyes red with desire, willing to bankrupt themselves for the Cultivation Method.

After all, wealth can be regained, but once this opportunity is missed, it's gone forever.

"30 billion!"

Gu Song Zi shouted a staggering figure, completely throwing caution to the wind.

The remaining seven or eight participants, on hearing such a frightening price, reluctantly withdrew, leaving two stubborn bidders.

In an instant, the bid for the Second-Level Cultivation Technique rocketed to 40 billion.

An old man with clear-cut features bid 45 billion, calmly watching Gu Song Zi.

Honestly, Gu Song Zi didn't have that much money.

The funds belonged to Xuantian Sect; Gu Song Zi only managed them.

At this juncture, Gu Song Zi disregarded the distinction between public and private funds and raised the bid again.

"50 billion!"

This stumped the elderly bidder.

He sighed deeply, reluctantly gazing at the Cultivation Technique, and eventually gave up without raising his bid.

At last, Gu Song Zi's heart, long suspended, finally settled.

50 billion was his ceiling; if the old man had bid more, Gu Song Zi would have had to abandon the pursuit.

The Qingyun Society's host was delighted; this auction round reached an enormous amount.

His earnings from commissions exceeded several billion, reaping a substantial profit.

A few minutes later, Gu Song Zi completed the payment.

The Qingyun Society staff placed the Second-Level Cultivation Technique into a safe and presented it to Gu Song Zi.

Suppressing his excitement, Gu Song Zi unlocked the safe using the password provided by the staff.

He retrieved the Second-Level Cultivation Technique, eager to read it, unconcerned if anyone was watching.

In the auction hall of Qingyun Society, seeing the Second-Level Cultivation Technique secured by Gu Song Zi, everyone sighed with disappointment, standing up to prepare to leave.

Suddenly, a scream from Gu Song Zi pierced the air like a spike into everyone's ears.

"Damn it, what is this? Is this... Ghost Cultivation Art?"

Everyone halted and turned to watch.

Gu Song Zi stood there, face ashen and despondent, trembling while holding several sheets of paper.

Everyone was dumbfounded yet amused and irritated watching Gu Song Zi.

The technique Gu Song Zi struggled to acquire turned out to be Ghost Cultivation Art.

As the name implies, Ghost Cultivation Art is for ghosts to cultivate.

Once mastered, wandering souls can become Ghost Immortals, revive, and regain human form.

But Gu Song Zi is a living person, how could he possibly cultivate as a ghost?

Gu Song Zi suddenly spun around, frantically rushing at the host.

"Who commissioned you to auction this Ghost Cultivation Art? You frauds!"

The host turned, snorted coldly, a chill enveloping his face.

"Mind your words, do not tarnish Qingyun Society's reputation."

"We were clear upfront, this is a Second-Level Cultivation Technique, but never claimed it wasn't Ghost Cultivation Art."

Gu Song Zi's mouth gaped, rendered speechless.

Even given ten times the courage, he dared not offend Qingyun Society.

The true owner of Qingyun Society is the Old Man of Green Cloud.

The Old Man of Green Cloud is a peer of Patriarch Xuan Tian in skill and prowess.

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